Single and ready to jiggle

Whether it's being asked by your well-meaning relatives and colleagues, or random people at a wedding where you're drinking your weight in shots, the question, "Why are you still single?" is a loaded one.

Depending on your frame of mind - or how insecure or intoxicated you are - you'll either grit your teeth and smile politely, or let rip with a range of colourful responses, like; "it's because I'm unlovable, "I'm too busy doing shots"... and the list goes on and on...

Being SINGLE is nothing to be ashamed of. I'd bet that 99 percent of people out there would tell me that some of their happiest moments were during their single days. In a perfect world, single hommies wouldn't have to explain why they're single, just like coupled-up people don't have to justify being in a relationship.

People who knows me will always gives me the crooked eye brows face when i told them that I'm single and not seeing anyone. Just because I look averagely nice doesn't mean I'm coupled like you people.Just believe it. I don't settle for anything less than what i deserve. It takes time to separate the best out from the rest...

 

The next time when you happened to ask me, "Why are you still single", I'm just gonna answer you, "Why are you still breathing?"

 

 

 

He's your guy, not your CHILD!

“Hold my shopping bag for me. Can’t you see they’re heavy?” “Are you deaf? Why don’t you answer my when I talk to you?” “Why are you so stupid? Can’t you do anything properly for once?”

 

Sounds familiar? Yea… This is specially dedicated to the ladies out there.

It’s pretty common in Singapore to hear women chiding their boyfriend/husband that way. These women verbally abuse their other halves, speaking impatiently and rudely to them over the smallest matters.

Some months ago, I was at the MRT station when I saw a woman scolding her boyfriend for forgetting to buy movie tickets. She ranted loudly, taking no notice of the stares from other people around them. He, on the other hand, kept his head low and apologized profusely, desperately for her to stop her PDA (public display of anger). More recently, a friend of mine threw a fit when her boyfriend couldn’t remembered if she preferred a latte or cappuccino during of our gathering. “Can’t even get a simple thing right.” She rolled her eyes, and gave him a cold shoulder for the rest of the afternoon….

With all respects, come on ladies, what were you even thinking? Why would you want to behave that way?? This is what I call it “dragon-lady” to suit the flame-thrower behavior. You’re stuck up with the unrealistic expectations that you believe that you are entitled to rant over small matters. We guys do understands that you lady suffers from the hormonal imbalance (monthly) that causes mood swing. There’s more to name it to begin, oh well… whatever…. stress, poor communication skills, age gap between the couples and etc…

 I don’t know how would you respond to this but I’m thinking (sometimes), a woman reacts that way is because she is stressed and feels that she lacks of supports from her other halves. In some cases, if the man is a few years younger or behave in a less mature way, women may unconsciously take on the role of a mother rather than an equal perspective.

Cases like above, often, boyfriend/husband keep quiet because they want to avoid further conflict, not because they are fear of you ladies. Men’s chooses to keep quiet because he values the relationship more than his ego…we want peace at all costs. But then again, some keep quiet because they know they will not able to suppress their women’s outbursts.  But if men like above do not share their feelings openly, they, too, may feel resentment, anger or bitterness towards their women over time, which leads to THE END of the story…Sigh.

Why not learn to state matter-of-factly to each other? Couples should learn to express their unmet needs and be aware of their limitations. Bonding from friend to couple and then marriage is actually some kind partnership-ing~~~Holding on to the unresolved past issues and pass disappointment not going to do you good. Try injecting some humor on your communication and intimacy (ok, this idea can’t be wrong for sure). You two might start to realize that life isn’t just about you, it’s about YOU AND YOUR OTHER HALVES.

 

Ok, now stay peace and life happily a’ight! 

 

You both DESERVE to be better than this. 

 

 

If only YOU could see through my eyes...

Saying hello to my homie out there who clicked into this blog and kindly reading this... If you would question me what have had happen to me for the past few months for being absent and missing in action, I will kindly feed you about it as you read along it. 

I’ve been struggling with myself when I was admitted into hospital…. While you are wondering why couldn’t you allocate me is because things in life happen to strike you down for some reason. There are too many questions to sort it out at once, so let me just fast forward this. Just when you thought you stumbled upon a gem stone who you think you can wake up next to and then... It’s too good to be true (sometimes)… That ain’t happening unfortunately. Just like the old adage, it is true that when you care too much, you will only end up hurting yourself to the core. Couldn’t agree more…

 But listen up, there is no people to be blamed. Every person revolves around you is going to hurt you at some point of time… But it’s up to you to decide what is important … The PAIN… OR… THE REASON?  The PAIN brought me to medical attention, but I have better a REASON to get out from the “sleep mode” after re-gaining my consciousness. 

Here I am, in a familiar place feeling something I've felt before, wondering why it's still here, why didn't I deal with it more careful before. But I'm glad I have a second chance at it ... and I know there will be no third chance. I also know that if it comes up again, I'll recognize it and deal with it more readily. This is just another lesson to be learn.

You only live once. You gotta learn to accept and forgive and stop dwelling with the past. I might take detours that divert me from the original route. I might stumble along the way. But I know, I will always find my feet and I will always find my way forward.

I am living now, and I know I am not alone in this.

I have once shattered someone’s heart, and I know how it feels to be in that position now. I am so sorry for what I’ve done in the past and I know nothing can be done to revert back the time. What I’ve learn is to have unwavering faith in yourself, for good and bad in life. Believing that every experience you gained is uniquely empowering. 

Believe me, if I were given a chance to re-do this whole chapter, I will not let this happen again.

Cheers to the homie,  I am alive and breathing...   

goodbye

Thank you for the hugs my dearest friend....now it's time to say goodbye..

Confession o f t h e B.I.A.T.C.H (part1)

Alright, keep it tight and I'm about to rant this Muthaf**king blog again. I know life is too short to keep F**ked up by some biatch~ Yes, you hear it first, B.I.A.T.C.H. That ain't nobody except for that WOMAN that you heard it from me. 

I really don't get this muthaf**king biatch sometimes. Thought she had her conversation with ma boss and promised to change. Thou i sensed a little(yeah, I mean LITTLE) change. But it looks like she is getting on cold feet from pretending as good woman. Well you see, there is this time, this client, called in and booked an appointment with for his service update(yea, with ME you muthaF**ker), the moment he arrived(this BIATCH must have not look at the god damn appointment book that he is on my list),  that BIATCH took the liberty and cast the technician to attend the client immediately on her behalf without my consent. That technician had the confused look on her face and consulted with me before she proceed with order. Like I've said, that client booked on my list~ What on earth does that BIATCH think she is doing? Trying to provoke me? You bet you are! What's the reason that that BIATCH thinks? Just because she attended the client when I weren't around the last time makes her think that the client belongs to hers? You gotta be f**king kidding me pal~ That ain't no such protocol. My blood just shot off to the top of the roof when I witnessed this right before me but I tell myself one thing, " that's alright mambo, I'ma cool off this time because I know what comes around goes around". But then, later, the technician came over to me and tells me this, "that client requested you to attend him instead of her". WIN!(now who's your daddy, biatch!)


Here's another story. Few days back, there is this guy who newly came in to work. Went to greet him and asked him what's his post for working here, he told me he is an technician,(YEA, technician, listen up ya people, not the same post as mine). This guy stands about 5'1 feet, weights about 198 pounds, high forehead with classic GQ combed back style, beards wearer, bloated stomach, looking branded from head to toe, claims to be specializing in Caucasian coloring and perming.(alright) As far as i look into it, he is passionate with his work, but there's this thing that bugs me~ I asked him to join me with my client's hair coloring, asked his advice, he pointed out his method(thou i already know what I needed to do), I tested him and followed his way, the results? I ended up wasting extra 15mins and I get two different tone for  my client's hair. GREAT! When someone claims to be a specilaist in their area, they make sure their job is done nice and clean(while he didn't), the way he applies the color is sloppy, leaving stranded hair hangs right next to the face(I am having face-palm now dude). Now this is not the problem you see, the problem starts now. I asked him what's his post, I bet you still remember it. It's a TECHNICIAN.What makes his post to overcome my post when it comes to consulting client? Earlier, that BIATCH called up and told me, all client MUST be consulted by him before me~ I mean, WHAT THE F**K IS THIS? What makes him so high and mighty as an technician? Before that BIATCH arrives, clients that stepped in is attended by me as I am the one and only stylist(which is only natural). But when that BIATCH arrives, I'm just a sitting duck right at the back at the pantry. Client that steps in, attended by him instead of me. Technician overwhelms the stylist and fully attends client from A-Z. What on earth is happening???(beats me) I sat silently behind the door from 16.00-20.00 hour filled with unbridled mood ~   F**king great isn't it?

You are what you eat and that is to say, you are h***y

Ah yes, the Valentine day has passed, right around the corner it's the 3rd month of the year. Nevertheless, you will still be looking forward for the White Valentine day. There's a tradition for all the food writer all over the world to cast up content about aphrodisiac foods. Well, you know the deal. If you ain't know, please continue reading.

Foods like Oyster full with zinc,  

                                                                 

 Asparagus full with potassium

 

 Both are required for healthy personal parts. 

Therefore, consuming any of these instant love potions will send both into a raging innermost frenzy. In reality, however, presenting your partner with a plate of raw oyster is more often met with "Honey, I don't like oysters" than an uncontrollable Pavlovian lunge towards your groin.(if you are a men who is reading this)

The chemical powers of edible aphrodisiacs are often overblown. Yes! Oyster contains zinc, which is good for optimal physical performance, energy level and body composition, in return, are indeed fairly essential for baby making. However, if you and your partner guzzle down oysters before descending into a writhing mass of quivering arms and legs in bed, you're experiencing a placebo effect rather than any chemical effect from the food. Based on the biological level(listen to the expert), food takes around three hours to leave the stomach before it enters intestines where nutrients from the food are actually absorbed by the body. In total, it can take up to six hours before the body has absorbed most of the nutrients from the food you eat. Instead of a dinner, opt for a lunch - then meet up for late night rendezvous.

There is, however, one aspect of edible aphrodisiacs that I do believe in : the shape!

Aphrodisiacs food represents some of the most gloriously p***s and v****a-shaped things that human eat. From the fleshy folds of an oyster and the bulbous head of an asparagus spear, to the less-than-subtle shape of banana. The physical link between aphrodisiacs food and our genital is undeniable.(this makes a lot of sense)

So, this year of the month when you are preparing for White Valentine or some "sacred" Man & wife meal, don't think about chemistry. Think about shape and symbolism. Don't go too far and serve an all d**k-shaped or p****y-shaped meal(you idiot) whilst waggling your eyebrows up and down - use subtle visual cues. Food that you have to eat with your hands. Food that has velvety layers. Food that oozes~ 

Ahem, please excuse me(if you know what i mean); I have matters to attend to~~

Abnormality

It's year 2013, we have safely pass through the myth of the world - 2012

Mother earth is looking stable in our eyes.

Never know until when the earth core starts to crack again.

I'm just feeling weird.

Oh, never mind.

Let's just say, if you know you are short of breath from time to time.

Sour headache cracking your nerve recently.

And suddenly feels like your heart's been stabbed by a knife ( it hurts alot )

What's the first thing will you think of?

Starts to write your will?
 
Starts contacting your doc?

Then again, you have no idea will you still able to watch the sunrises across your forehead the next morning.

I am hesitating.

Should I call the ONE and talk to her before anything else?

And what next?

I don't know.